minavox

Yesterday evening I managed to botch up a salad... How is this even possible, you may ask? Well, I forgot buying fresh coriander, didn't know if what they sell in Germany as "grenadine syrup" means the same as in the UK (home of the recipe), so I skipped this, had to use endive (yuk - someone planted some in our garden, and now it wants to be eaten), and finally I managed to morph the haloumi cheese into something resembling insulation foam. After it's hardened. In the future I'll stick to pasta. And dumplings. These I know how to handle.

Luckily, fanfiction provides comfort even in dire situations like these: Glayva really is balm for the troubled soul... (Said soul only shouldn't plan on doing useful work afterwards - how something so sweet can trash you so much is a mystery on it's own :) )